I had to go to Johannesburg on Tuesday for a work-related meeting. Although I used to travel a lot in my previous job, my present position doesn’t require me to fly more than once or twice a year. It was interesting to see that time has not diminished my distaste for the experience at all.
The return trip was interesting, because when I landed in Cape Town, the arrival hall was clogged with people all cheering and many of them were holding up poorly lettered signs emblazoned with a name starting with the letter ‘K’. “Fame at last!” I thought, until I looked closer and saw that the name was not, in fact, ‘Kyknoord’. Phooey! It turned out that the people were all there hoping to catch a glimpse of their favourite contestant in the local ‘Idols‘ competition – i.e. Karin.
I don’t watch the programme, so I have no idea whether she was on our flight or not. All I do know is that it was quite a battle to thread my weary way through the seething throng. I was extremely grateful that I didn’t have any luggage, because there was no way anyone would get a trolley through that crowd.